The Spring
Daylight Savings Time
isn’t my favorite time of year.
Folks say things like
“We lost an hour’s sleep.”
Ahhh… no.
For doers,
we lost an hour of doing.
Sleep, we can only sacrifice
so much more of
before we stop to function.
For me,
that hour less on the weekend
translated to 1,000 less words written.
That was the promotional short
I wanted to submit to my publisher’s ezine.
Sure, it will even out.
In the Fall,
I’ll have an hour more.
But if your fellow doers are grumpy today,
it is likely
due to that one less hour of doing.